[center][h2]γ€˜[color=00aeef]𝓑𝔂π“ͺ𝓷 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓼/ π“šπ“Έπ“«π“ͺ𝔂π“ͺ𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓒π“ͺ𝓽𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓲 ε°ζž— ζ…§[/color]γ€™[/h2][/center] >>I should really take a trip somewhere...<< >>All interactions welcome. [@SamaraJayne96]<< Well. There is that. The food festival is over. Sure, he won, but it didn't mean a whole lot to him. He wasn't in it for the accolades. He was just there to do what he does best, and that is to cook. Sure, having the main ingredient chosen for him was a refreshing take to how he usually works. But, it was business as usual. He had his two most trusted staff members with him, and he had free reign to any and all other ingredients available to him. It was hard for him to not get creative and use his skills as best he can. In any case, Ryan was out on his customary morning drive. This time, driving a [url=https://cdn1.mecum.com/auctions/ca0816/ca0816-259511/images/ca0816-259511_1@2x.jpg?1470764203000]1969 Ford Mustang Boss 429[/url]. [color=00aeef]"I should talk with Nicolosi about this... Something doesn't feel right. I wonder if he knows a thing or two about muscle cars though..."[/color] Ryan thought to himself as he stepped on the gas, pushing his vehicle through the winding curves of Mt. Atlas. As he was ascending the mountain, a '67 Impala drove past him, descending the mountain. [color=00aeef]"Hm. Nice."[/color] Ryan thought to himself, allowing himself a moment of lapse in concentration as he thought about the car. [color=00aeef]"I wonder who was driving it... I want some coffee..." [/color] Reaching the top, Ryan found a good spot to park and admire the morning sun. The warm rays were soon covered by grey clouds. A distant boom could be heard. Ryan let out a soft sigh as he retreats back into his car, content to watch the rain fall for the time being... A short while later, Ryan checked the passenger seat absentmindedly, basically patting it down to feel for his iPad and its pencil tool. Checking his phone for messages, he peers at the backlit screen and softly tossed his phone onto the empty passenger seat. Starting his car, the phone's bluetooth took a moment to connect, playing [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yUif6C_uJgk]this[/url] song. Turning the volume up louder, he switched the car into reverse, slammed on the gas pedal hard, causing the rear wheels of the car to spin in place before gripping the earth under it and jerking the car into a backwards motion. Once Ryan was out of his parking space, Ryan shifting into drive, turned his wheel hard to his right and slammed on the gas pedal once more, causing the car's rear wheels to once again spin in place before throwing the car into a violent right hand turn, fishtailing its rear in an arc as Ryan pulled back on to the pavement and started his descent. Following the smooth curves of the road, Ryan made his way down back into the city swiftly. Deciding to tackle some of his day's work in a coffee shop, he made his way to The Coffee Pot. As far as coffee shops go, one can't go wrong with The Coffee Pot. And a good cuppa in the morning goes a long way. Letting his car come to a stop outside the coffee shop, he exits his vehicle and enters the shop. The bell hung on the door chimed softly as he made his way to the counter, waiting for the barista to acknowledge him. As he is waiting he looked around the shop, noticing a girl with red hair. If she looks up and notices him, he would give her a soft nod and a smile. If she doesn't, his gaze would simply move on to the decor of the place.